With loud explosions, a flower formed by air waves kept blooming in the air, and lightning kept chasing his high-speed moving figure, constantly striking the afterimage of his body.
Diesel Yan pursed his lips tightly, and the excitement of his blood made his lips look particularly deep red. But at this moment, he was sure that it was not that the speed of lightning from formation to falling could not keep up with his speed, but that
Because the perception of the practitioner in the carriage cannot keep up with his perception.
He could be sure that the practitioner in the carriage had also lost a lot of his true energy, but his precious true energy could not tolerate such a loss, not to mention that he had already consumed too much of his true energy today.
There was a crackling sound.
His whole body was wrapped in crystal energy, and his whole body was like a sword cutting through the air, dragging out a flame-like airflow in the air, and falling towards the carriage filled with countless holy lights.
He felt that no one could stop him from cutting open the carriage and killing the practitioners inside.
However, such an idea only appeared in his mind for a short moment.
Lin Yi's right foot struck the ground hard.
The ground beneath his feet sunk, and countless gravel flew up from the ground.
In the next moment, his body blocked the carriage like a mountain.
Judging from the scene at this moment, it didn't look like he was forced to block the blow, but instead he had to use his body to hit the diesel salt and those terrifying sword energy.
Both sides are too fast.
There was a muffled bang.
Without any surprise, Lin Yi's body flew out again and fell heavily to the ground.
A tiny sword light struck the carriage, which was filled with countless holy lights. The carriage shook violently. Many cracked wood grains on the carriage revealed metallic flames, and at the same time, water-like flames were flowing.
No new lightning falls.
Rong Yi in the carriage spurted out a mouthful of blood.
A circle of smoke and dust exploded around Diesel Yan's body. Diesel Yan stood still, his right hand still maintaining the posture of punching straight, but there was a strange twist on his wrist, and the entire palm hung softly.
His wrist bone was broken.
Diesel salt has pain in its eyes.
It's just that he can endure this kind of pain, but what makes him unbearable is...how could something like this happen.
He even stopped breathing at this time, looking past the carriage not far in front of him, and fell on the figure of Lin Yi who fell to the ground.
Any practitioner who is not in the realm of spiritual consciousness should be dead if he takes two such heavy blows from him in a row.
However, what made his heart feel like it was falling into an infinite hole was that in his perception, Lin Yi was still alive.
The most incomprehensible thing is that Lin Yi's power just now was even stronger than before.
Who can become more powerful despite being hit repeatedly, and can actually make the true energy filling his meridians lose control and disappear in an instant?
"What kind of monster are you?"
Looking at Lin Yi who was already standing up, his body couldn't help but tremble.
…
Lin Yi's chest was full of fresh blood. He had been vomiting blood ever since he fought with this palace minister.
However, the blood in his body did not decrease. In his perception, as the foreign object in his dantian fed back, when the hot flow of heat poured into the depths of his body, the qi and blood in his body became more vigorous.
.
It was also a fist-to-punch fight, and he was knocked away by the opponent's punch. His whole arm was also in severe pain, but his hand bones were not broken.
Compared with his physical body, the opponent's physical body without the protection of true energy was as fragile as a brittle bamboo.
The lost confidence returned to his body at this time.
The opponent's tactics were not feasible for him at this time.
Unless the opponent uses a weapon.
However, this palace minister did not seem to carry a sword with him. He seemed not to be good at using ordinary weapons, and the other party did not seem to be aware of this.
He knew very well what posture he should take at this time.
"You really don't give up?"
He raised his head forcefully, slowly wiped the blood and soil from the corners of his mouth, then looked at Diesel Salt, and said seriously in a cold but firm tone: "If you don't change your mind, you will
Die here."
Diesel Salt took a deep breath.
His body was no longer shaken, but his heart was more shaken than before. However, he was unwilling to give up, so he looked at Lin Yi and said: "I don't care who you are, but since you are a practitioner from the Southern Dynasty, you really
Do you want to disobey the emperor’s order?”
"The emperor ordered you to kill people, not to die. You have done your best. If the Holy One is as wise and kind as you said, he will naturally not blame you. What are you struggling with?"
Lin Yi took a deep breath. The pain in his body became less and less, replaced by more and more strength. His eyes naturally became more determined and confident, "Compared with the results, the process is not
It’s not important. You leave and we go to Zhongli City. This will also be the result that the Holy One likes to see the most.”
"You have to know how to be flexible as a person. If you are worried, the best way is to follow us and watch us go to Zhongli City." Lin Yi paused and looked at Diesel Salt with a slight irony, "Do you think that for the Holy Spirit?
From a practical point of view, killing one person is more important than winning the war?"
"There is a member of the Demon Sect who wants to kill us more than you. If you are willing to change your mind, you might join us in trying to kill that member of the Demon Sect who may arrive at any time."
Lin Yi looked at the silent palace minister and slowly walked forward to the carriage where Rong Yi was sitting.
At this time, he was not worried about the sudden attack of Diesel Salt, so his steps seemed particularly strong.
"If you can kill a member of the Demon Sect, the Holy Emperor will be happier, and you should understand that it will be more beneficial to this war."
Listening to Lin Yi's words, not only Bai Yuelu, but also Chen Jinru's eyes, which had calmed down, were filled with emotion.
Even Chen Jinru felt that if it were him, he would be easily convinced by Lin Yi's words.
At this moment, Lin Yi looked at Diesel Salt, bowed slightly and said seriously: "Do you think that with your cultivation and strength, plus us, you are not enough to deal with a member of the Demon Sect?
"
"Anyone with credibility cannot be fully trusted in the face of life and death."
Diesel Yan took a deep breath and slowly raised his head. He looked at Lin Yi and Chen Jinru, "I can accept your proposal, but in exchange, I want to get into this carriage."
"If you don't do what you say, I will kill him first."
He nodded at the carriage where Rong Yi was and said.
"I agree."
Rong Yi's voice rang out.
Rong Yi in the carriage held back coughing up blood and made a sound without hesitation.
Hearing the same young voice as Lin Yi, Diesel Yan was startled, his breathing paused slightly, and an unbelievable light appeared in his eyes again.
He couldn't believe that the formation master inside was so young.